In tech support, I was frequently mistaken for a receptionist and was often asked if I could please transfer the caller to “a tech.” Sometimes this was mixed in with profuse apologies from the caller for “obviously” having gotten “the wrong extension.”

My department at work shares reception duties. When I started, I was doing several days a week of reception. When we hired a new gal for the team, the girl who had been hired before me was retired from reception duty, and the new girl got it. When we hired yet another new girl, I got to retire and then the two new…

I think it’s a combination of men not applying because it’s a “chick” job, and employers preferring to hire women for jobs they see as subservient. Telling a man to make coffee or clean up the break room would be terribly emasculating for the poor guy, and no one wants that. But women exist for exactly that sort of…

content writer/sometime receptionist

Trust me, our Ontario Human Rights Commission is all over this.

Our receptionist/personal assistant is a man with MRA tendencies I have been working to eradicate. He is an exceptionally good receptionist though.

Oh I see where you’re confused. You thought they meant “receptionist” as in a person who sits at a desk and answers phones/ makes appointments. But they meant “receptionist” as in a person who receives a penis in their vagina.

I have seen both and been a receptionist. I did turn gay, though.

Where I work, all the “support staff” are women except for one man who is being groomed for bigger and better things. The women get hardly any career mentoring or advice. Everyone always acts surprised when they see the guy filing papers. How has the “women = secretary” mentality not changed since the 60s?

I love our admin/receptionist. He is a very nice, retired marine, who sports a smashing beard.

No, staring at other women when you know your girlfriend ‘puts up with it’ makes you an asshole. And, generally, leering at any women in public does indeed make you an asshole.

welcome to JEZ, don’t forget to take your shirt off to show your 6 pack.

Or just dump the asshole, because if you need to resort to MRA-lite tactics to stop him from being an asshole, then he’s not worth it.

Understanding drug interactions and new medicines is pretty much what a pharmacists job is. It very much *is* their bag.

Seriously, I’ve had doctors fuck around with medication because “they know better” that would have caused serious longterm issues (like death) if not for a pharmacist speaking up.

The fact that he couldn’t recall the term “sapiosexual” is proof positive that he’s never actually been on Tinder. It is included in at least 85% of profiles.

And the poor and the desperate died alone, from exsanguination in motel rooms.

Culture change.

Jamberry is this year’s Mary Kay, only it’s more horrible, because you buy some overpriced bullshit to make your coworker feel good, but then you have to try to use them, and you end up four cocktails in, sitting naked in your bathroom, bleeding because trying to trim stickers to fit your toenails = FUN! (not), trying…

He gives me a weird lady boner.